Diana Smith

by *~elika~*   Feb 28, 2007


Diana was once so beautiful
She celebrated her youth
She celebrated her beauty
People around her knew she was 14
But they treated her like she was 17
This was because she looked the way she did
Men praised her and treated her like a princess
They fought over her in hope of gaining her love
But someone already had her love
And he loved her too
They made plans together
They would run away and live on an island
There would be no one else but them
But the very night the plan has to get into motion
A big bang was heard
Death fell upon her love in front of her very eyes
Beauty is a blessing but also a curse
Jealousy was bound to be aroused
In the many hearts of her admirers
Now she's all alone, all by herself
In a cheap apartment where her sorrow flows
The beauty she very much had and loved
took away her love and her meaning to live
Nobody knew her anyway
She's as good as dead

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  • 17 years ago

    by pilar ann

    This is awesome! I love it, keep on writing!